Marry instead, favor the first princess

Chapter 214 Please Rest assured, Master 2
But this princess is quite interesting, always bringing unexpected things... I have known the Lord for a long time, but this is the first time I saw him being so careful and treating a woman.

It's just hard to predict. Is this... a blessing or a curse?
"What about the others?"

After getting the answer that was exactly the same as guessed, Mingyue asked the last question in a hurry... In his heart, he couldn't tell what it was like for a while, but he was able to put such a detail on his mind.

"This, I don't know."

Fusu replied like this, when he saw Mingyue's face full of disappointment... After hesitating for a while, he finally added a sentence slowly: "Princess, don't worry, the Lord has a certain measure in everything."

Hearing such an answer, Mingyue couldn't help but toss about the same question again... Why did Mo Shangchen marry her as his concubine?
"If the princess is fine, I will step back first."

Fusu's words were gentle and respectful, but there was a sigh in his heart... What kind of emotion does the lord have towards the concubine, now it's as if separated by a layer of fog, it's hard to see the slightest bit clearly.

"As for Tianxiang, please take care of him."

Concentrating the messy thoughts in her heart, Mingyue looked at Fusu solemnly, and then slowly vomited out her concerns.

"Princess, don't worry, this is natural."

When talking about adding fragrance, Fusu's originally pale face showed a hint of helplessness, but a real smile overflowed from his eyes.

"It's laborious."

Mingyue replied politely, mixed with a touch of tiredness... the medicine effect of cartilage powder still remained in her body, and it would disappear after a few hours, so there was no need to ask Fusu anything.

After Fusu went out, Mingyue lay down beside the bed and began to meditate, while Hua Ling obediently accompanied her in silence... Finally, when her eyes turned inadvertently, she stopped at a shelf in front of her, where exquisite flagon.

What is wine?Get drunk to relieve a thousand worries...Suddenly, this sentence flashed in Mingyue's mind, mixed with the current chaotic thoughts, and for a while, she felt that it was quite suitable for this situation, so she didn't consider the reason of being allergic to alcohol for a while.

"Flower Spirit, bring that..."

With things coming and going in her mind, Mingyue suddenly felt tired... After a moment of trance, she gave instructions to Hualing.

Hua Ling nodded in confusion, but finally obediently stepped forward to fetch it and handed it to her.

After Mingyue took it, she opened the lid straight away, and suddenly a clear smell of pear blossoms mixed with wine came out from inside... A wry smile flashed across Mingyue's face, and she drank it in one gulp without any hesitation. Spicy, and then bursts of fragrance remain in the mouth.

This should be... Pear Blossom Bar?
Mingyue was thinking like this, and then a burst of dizziness came quickly in her mind, which stimulated her vision to gradually blur... After all, she overestimated herself again. After all, because Mingyue seldom touches alcohol, Mingyue has no Drink a little.

So not long after taking a sip of wine, the whole person fell into a drowsy sleep.

Hua Ling stretched out her hands to push Mingyue, and after seeing her sleeping peacefully, doubts flashed across her little face.

Looking at the jug still held in Mingyue's hand, she reached out and took it curiously... After smelling it, she stretched out her tongue and licked it. After feeling the taste was good, she followed Mingyue's method and drank it down.

"Delicious...really...delicious..."

After a while, Hua Ling spoke these words intermittently... At the end, her small body shook a few times, and then fell down beside the bed, faintly drunk.

Outside the house, the pear blossoms of the first life quietly fell... Dust Pavilion, vaguely has an artistic conception of isolation from the world.

One night of hangover, endless troubles.

When she woke up in the morning, Mingyue only felt a splitting headache, both fever and cold... To make matters worse, because of the alcohol, her face finally recovered, but the red rash spread all over again.

Mingyue leaned against the bed and kept sneezing, her whole body was so weak that it was difficult to get off the ground.

On the other hand, Mo Shangchen stood there, dressed in white, handsome as if he was a banished immortal, looking at her with a smile on his lips, his eyes seemed helpless, and seemed to contain a sense of humor... In his hands, It is the evidence of the disfigurement of Mingyue who was murdered in the night.

"Aren't you allergic to alcohol? Why did you secretly drink pear blossom wine..."

Mo Shangchen said this lightly, and put the jug on the table... Then he came back and handed the ointment in his hand to Mingyue: "Smear it on, and it will be fine soon."

"Soon? How fast..."

Mingyue's whole face was wrinkled into a bitter melon, and she asked a question in a low voice, but she accepted it obediently... During the period, she glanced at the smiling Hua Ling, and couldn't help feeling extremely resentful in her heart.

The smile on Mo Shangchen's lips deepened, he shook his head slightly and remained silent... Just as it was quiet, there was a sound from the door, and when he looked back, he saw that Wucheng had arrived, holding a golden imperial decree in his hand, his face With a light smile on his face.

Mingyue was slightly taken aback, wondering why Wucheng came here at this time... The flower spirit beside him secretly made a face at Wucheng, covering his mouth and snickering to himself.

"The emperor sent me to pass the decree."

As Wucheng spoke, he raised the imperial decree a little higher, and at the same time explained the purpose of coming.

Holy decree?

Mingyue was startled again, and then she moved her body, subconsciously about to fall to the ground... But just as soon as she moved, Mo Shangchen stepped forward to hold her down, and said in a slightly cold voice, "Stay well. "

"But the imperial decree..."

Mingyue's face was anxious, and she struggled to get up for a while, but she was firmly held down by Mo Shangchen... Finally, she looked at Wucheng, but saw that the smile on his face was still there, and she murmured in confusion for a moment: "In ancient times, Shouldn't you kneel down to accept the order..."

An unintentional remark fell into Mo Shangchen's ears... The smile that had just been suppressed on her lips rose slightly again, covering her with the brocade quilt, and added a sentence: "Here, there is no need to be like this." .”

Then he turned around slowly, facing Wucheng... When he spoke again, his voice had returned to the usual indifference: "What's the matter?"

Wucheng seems to be used to Mo Shangchen's series of words and deeds, and he didn't say a word... At this moment, he heard him ask, putting aside the imperial decree that ordinary people regard as life, and then he opened his mouth as usual: "Today In the evening, the emperor held a palace banquet."

"Don't go."

Just after Wucheng finished, Mo Shangchen uttered two words coldly.

Regarding this, Wucheng still didn't show any expression... But Mingyue didn't quite understand it. Although she knew something about Mo Shangchen's grievances with the palace, after all, this was an imperial decree, and what she was facing was the Ninth Five-Year Emperor. But he refused so absolutely.

As everyone knows, in these years, Mo Shangchen has refused countless times... The last time he accidentally entered the palace was already an exception for her matter, and the reason behind it was nothing more than that prophecy.

"The lord has the heart for the concubine to go to the banquet alone?"

Wucheng took a deep look at Mingyue, and then calmly and Wubo opened his mouth... When Mo Shangchen raised his head, he added another sentence without haste: "Tonight's palace banquet, the princess must go...she, at all Can't handle those people."

After finishing his sentence, Mo Shangchen fell into silence.

Mingyue, however, was confused for a while, and obviously couldn't understand Wucheng's words... Just as she was about to ask, an indifferent and quiet sentence came: "I have my own measure."

After hearing Mo Shangchen's answer, Wucheng smiled and stopped talking...then his gaze shifted to the bored Hua Ling, his eyes sank slightly and he opened his mouth: "Flower Spirit, come out with me. "

"Why? I don't want to..."

As soon as Hua Ling raised her eyes, Shui Lingling's big eyes shook back and forth... Before the objection in her mouth was finished, when she saw Wucheng's sinking face, she finally curled her lips and walked forward, followed by Wucheng. After getting into the wheelchair, he walked out.

She knew that Wucheng would not let her go easily... After all, she took advantage of him more than once.

"Have a good rest and go to dinner tonight."

After Hualing and Wucheng left, just as Mingyue was about to ask something, Mo Shangchen interrupted her... Immediately afterwards, before she could react, the white figure walked outside, faintly The pace seemed a little rushed.

(End of this chapter)